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Estelle leaned her forehead against his, whispering softly, “Not the shoulder, it’s my back.” Jonathan wrapped his arms around
her and glanced down at her back as her robe had slipped to her waist, revealing her skin in the warm, honeyed light. Her
delicate complexion was smooth, with a few faint pink marks scattered like cherry blossoms on a gentle stream, rippling along
her graceful curves and reflecting the shimmer of waves. Estelle tilted her head back, with her eyes closed, and pressed a kiss to
his lips; her voice was hoarse, “It’ll be soon. Once I finish the mission, we can go home. I miss Max, I miss Milo, and I crave
Wilma’s desserts!” She longed to lazily sit with him on the swing set in the backyard, basking in the sun. Jonathan kissed her
back passionately, “Stay safe!” “Mhm,” she murmured. She was never going to be a caged canary or a clinging vine for him. She
was an eagle soaring through the sky, with a world of her own to roam. He could escort her through the journey, but he could
never clip her wings. They were partners, side by side! He wanted her to remember that. And he would remember it too.
Jonathan’s body tensed as he continued to kiss her, from the corner of her lips down to her
chin, her neck, and her collarbone. When he held her body in his arms, her delicate shoulders, her perfect curves, and her
cream-like skin ,drove him wild with a desire to meld her into his very being. From the balcony to the bedroom, dawn was
breaking. Jonathan held her close, “Sleep now, and I’ll leave once you doze off.” Estelle was exhausted but hesitant to fall asleep
in front of Jonathan, so she gently pushed him away, “It’s nearly morning. You should go. I won’t rest easy if you’re still here.”
“What do you mean?” Jonathan frowned with a light chuckle, “You can’t sleep peacefully with me here?” “With you here, I’d hate
to waste the moment sleeping!” Estelle sat up, grabbed a shirt to help him dress, and kissed his cheek, “Go on, now!” Jonathan
sighed, “This is just like a secret affair!” Estelle couldn’t help but laugh, “Is it thrilling?” “No, it’s infuriating!” Jonathan said. With
her smile widened, she soothed him with another peck on his cheek, “Thank you, Mr. Lamont!” Jonathan stood up, “Why do I get
a bad feeling now when you call me Mr. Lamont?” Clutching the covers to her chest and leaving only her twinkling eyes visible,
Estelle teased, “Don’t be so sensitive!” He turned and kissed her forehead, “Get some good rest.” “Mhm!” Estelle half-closed her
eyes, watching Jonathan leave. (Image) Then she dressed herself thoroughly before finally lying down. Because she knew that
tomorrow, it would be Lambert waking her up. (Image) Maybe she did trust him, after all. Cotent оf Draмaovеls.cом With these
thoughts blurring in her drowsiness, Estelle drifted off to sleep. (Image) So, was her current reality the true one, or was
everything in her dreams the real thing? Could it be that she was dreaming right now?